Decisions Ch. 02

I puttered around on my computer for a bit, including my e-mails. Pam had sent me a short e-mail: "Miss you. Can you imagine what we'd be doing in our closet if you were at work today? Maybe I'll send pictures. XOXOX Pam." Well THAT was a confusing factor. I wouldn't see her until Friday. I typed back, "See you Friday. Wild storms here last night -- tornadoes? Hold that thought. Pictures always welcome. D."

I thought about Emily. I didn't have her e-mail. I hoped the flowers had made it to her. I called but only got her answering service; I remembered she'd said her cell phone was broken. I left a sweet message telling her I was thinking of her and that I'd be home from Kansas City around dinner on Friday if she was interested in getting together. I told her I had the weekend free and would love to spend it with her again, or as much of it as she had free. I said I'd call her from the airport when my American Airlines flight got into LaGuardia airport around dinnertime.

Then a wave of guilt washed over me. Didn't I need to pick one of these three women and just be a monogamous male? I decided I'd nurse that thought through the day, perhaps even talking to Grace about it later since she knew I had other romance options in my life.

*****

Grace and I had a nice and professional breakfast. Our talk throughout breakfast and throughout our morning meeting was nothing but professional and project oriented. I thought at one point that I could speculate as to whether last night had been nothing but a dream -- a wild wet dream.

I decided to play a bit as we started to break for lunch. As the two of us rose from the conference table in her office, I sniffed the air. She looked at me with a puzzled look. I said, "I think I smell pussy."

I looked at her. She suddenly cracked and looked very worried; "Do I smell? Oh dear." Then she caught my smirk. "Jerk!" she said and punched me hard in the arm. Her reaction made me laugh aloud. Fortunately she did too.

"You're fine," I assured her as I rubbed my arm. She packed a powerful punch.

We collected some of the other team members and had lunch. I went off and worked with a couple of the guys on Grace's staff in the afternoon. About six o'clock I came back to Grace's office with a roll of flip charts to collect my briefcase and laptop. No one was around but I noticed an envelope with my name on it sitting atop my briefcase. I opened the note:

"Hi. I'm looking forward to dinner and whatever tonight. I had to go home and take care of a couple of things. Call my cell and we'll arrange where to meet. Casual dress. Grace." She'd written her phone number below her flowery signature.

I headed back to the hotel. As I was driving I called her cell. "Hi David," she said almost immediately.

"Hi Grace," I said, "Everything OK? I had good meetings with Roger and Hank."

"Yes. I just want you around. I hope you can come by tonight. I was thinking I'd fix something here -- at my place, or we could go out. What's your pleasure?"

"You are my pleasure," I said in a sappy voice. She laughed. "I'm heading to the hotel now so I can become casual. Where do you live? What should I bring?"

"Bring yourself. Oh, and bring my undies from your closet; they're probably dry by now. You'll retrace your route back past the office from the hotel until that parkway dead-ends then turn right for about a mile and get on Interstate 435 heading west to Stateline Road. Take that south and call me. I live right near the Blue Hills Country Club -- you'll see signs. It'll take you a half hour. What about dinner?"

"Let me take you out. Pick your favorite restaurant," I said.

"See you in thirty," she said and we clicked off.

I pulled up in front of her house about forty-five minutes later. Getting casual took me longer than I'd thought. I'd also decided I should come prepared, so I put my briefcase, suit and dopp kit in the car in case I stayed overnight.

I rang the doorbell. I was standing there holding her panties to my nose and inhaling deeply when she opened the door. She burst out laughing. "Come in here and give me those before one of my neighbors figures out what you're doing." She snatched the thong from my hand.

We kissed, we hugged, we kissed some more, and we ground our hips into each other. She looked really nice 'casual'. Finally, we broke apart and she pulled me into the living room.

"Nice house," I said. "I like your decorating. Tasteful. The art is good -- very good. Hey, is this yours. Did you paint these?" I turned and looked at her in front of a painting of a vase and some flowers that really captured the spirit of the bouquet.

Grace looked pleased as she nodded. "It's one of my hobbies. I don't do enough of it to please myself."

"Show me others you've done, please," I asked.

Grace walked me through the downstairs pointing to half-a-dozen beautifully done pieces of art; there were flowers, landscapes, a portrait, several abstracts and a clown.

"These are really good," I exclaimed to her.

"You trying to get laid, buddy," she said. "Keep up those compliments and maybe you'll get lucky tonight." She gave me a sly grin. We both knew where the evening would end up.

Grace pulled me back to living room, "I set up some hors d'oeuvres and wine then we're going over to the country club for dinner. They have a pub there that'll accept 'casual'. We just have to behave ourselves during dinner. I think I'll have a surprise for you later too." She looked really pleased with herself and it was clear that she didn't want to tell me what she'd cooked up at this point so I let it slide.

She poured us both glasses of wine and we talked about work for a little while then I broached the subject of our relationship and my other friends.

"Grace, about last night. Well, I'd told you I'm in a couple of other relationships back in New York -- one's pretty serious I think." I talked more about where I hoped the relationship with Emily would go rather than where we'd left it Sunday night. "I just wanted ... well, I'm not sure what I want. I want to ... "

Grace interrupted me. "I know. Relax. I'm not seeking a romantic relationship. Well, that's not quite true. I am but I'm pretty unconventional. I don't care about your other relationships; I'd actually prefer to share you. I wish you well with your love life and I'll actually help you in them it I can. What I hope is that we can just spend some of our free time together when you're here. I know it's fleeting and temporary and all. I'm a 'no strings' person. I like you because you have other girl friends and love interests. It makes you more appealing."

"And that's really OK with you?" I asked.

"I feel very affectionate towards you - very. And, as you no doubt noticed last night, you turn me on -- big time. I don't think I've cum so many times, even in a week -- maybe even in a month -- oh hell, probably in a year. You really cranked me up. I hope you'll do it again -- real soon." She gave me that sly grin again.

I smiled back at her to show I was more than willing to meet her sexual needs. I told her, "Well, after last night you know I feel pretty affectionate about you too." I paused and added, "As well as a few other sorts of nasty emotions too." I leaned in a kissed her ear lobe.

"Now, now!" she pushed me away gently. "We have to eat."

"Can I eat you?" I asked straight-faced.

"Later," she said as she handed me my unfinished wine and changed the subject.

*****

The Blue Hills Country Club was, well, very clubby. The walls were plastered with golf memorabilia from past years including autographed pictures of some of the golf greats. I even recognized some of the names. It turned out that Grace had a twelve handicap; she explained to me that that was pretty good, especially for a woman. She promised to take me golfing some day.

We had a comfortable dinner in the club's "Nineteenth Hole". I speculated that every golf club in the world had a 'Nineteenth Hole' lounge. We had modest dinners.

As we were finishing dinner a pretty black-haired woman in golfing togs came up to table and joined us. Grace introduced Kim Fielding to me and vice versa. Kim was about five-foot-two inches tall, trim, and in her mid thirties. She was self confident, poised and did I mention stacked. Grace was probably a 34B, but Kim was about a 36D and on a small frame. The word 'succulent' kept running through my head. I watched the two of them converse and tried to keep my tongue from lolling out of the side of my mouth. Two drop-dead gorgeous women and here I was sitting with them.

After not too long the two of them excused themselves from the table and headed off to the ladies room. I nursed the last of my beer. Grace returned alone and I let her settle the bill and left to drive the few block back to her house.

As we drifted into the house, Grace flowed into my arms and kissed me passionately. She whispered one word to me, "Now!" I knew what she meant. She led the way to the stairs and subsequently up to her bedroom. She'd planned ahead. The bed was turned down and the lights were low, there were even a couple of candles going on the dresser and bedside tables.

Grace and I stood in front of each other and slowly unbuttoned and then helped each other off with our clothing. When we were nude we simple stood and admired each other's bodies before we shifted our focus to the bed. Things felt a little more relaxed compared to the night before.

I moved Grace to her back and then lowered my mouth to her breasts and pussy and everything in between. I worked to improve my skills at cunnilingus and this was no exception. I moved carefully, trying to maximize the pleasure she was getting from our mouth-pussy connection. Soon I was reward with her first climax of the night. Grace moaned and arched as the pleasure swept through her body.

"Now your turn," she said in a husky voice as she floated down from her high. "Lie back."

She reached into the bedside table and pulled out a paisley scarf. "Here, blindfold yourself. It'll heighten the pleasure when you can't see it coming." I allowed her to blindfold me then I settled back on the bed. "Hold your hands under you," she told me.

Her hands ran over my body then I felt her move and one of her breasts dropped into my mouth. I made love to her breast and nipple. She shifted and then I had the other breast. Then I felt her lean slightly and her hand was around my cock, slowly masturbating me. Grace moved around the bed a little. She whispered, "Stick your tongue out." I did and was rewarded to find her pussy directly over my searching mouth. She lowered her lovely pussy onto my face and I lapped at her juices. She pressed harder into my tongue.

Then I felt a mouth around my cock. I thought for a second it was Grace, but I could tell she wasn't leaning. My heart quickened. I spoke, "Grace? What's going on?"

"Hush now. Just enjoy the moment," she said softly.

The mouth at my cock lapped up one side and down the other, then dove down my cock all the way until lips and nose were against my pubes. I almost exploded. I felt a tongue come out and lap the soft skin where my rigid cock connected with my scrotum. I muttered, "Oh shit. If you do much more of that I'll cum."

My hands were free and I'd only committed to the blindfold, not to avoid touching. I ran my hands up Grace's body as she gyrated over my face. Then I reached down and felt a feminine head moving around my cock. I stroked my mystery woman.

Then my brain made a connection. "Kim?" I asked.

The mouth came up off my rigid pole; "Oh yes, you ARE a smart one, aren't you? Good guess and right the first time. For that you get to cum deep in my pussy. Of course, that was second prize too." The mouth slithered back down my cock.

Grace orgasmed thanks to both my careful ministrations to her clit and three fingers I had awkwardly jammed into her cunt as well as her heightened state of arousal. She clenched her legs together around my head. For a brief second I wondered if she squeezed hard enough would my head explode. I hoped it would happen simultaneously with an orgasm so I'd go out swinging. I briefly tried to think of what the obituary headline would be, but couldn't fit head, pussy and explosion into a compact sentence given my current state of mind.

Grace moved off of my mouth and came down beside Kim and me. I was still blindfolded. "Grace," I asked, "Can I take the blindfold off? I really want to see you and Kim. This is too erotic to miss." I felt Grace's fingers tugging at the knots she'd put in the scarf a few moments earlier.

I looked around the bed as the scarf fell away. Grace's tight body was sprawled next to me in its beautiful splendor. More important to me at the moment was to see Kim. She was nestled half on and half off the bed still lapping and sucking on my cock. I could see one of her full breasts as it flowed over her arm. The areola was almost the size of my palm, a real turn-on for me. Kim made eye contact with me but didn't stop her blowjob.

"If you keep that up you'll get a mouth full of cum," I said to Kim again. She nodded. I added, "And then I'll roll over and go to sleep." Still with her mouth on my cock, she shook her head 'no' to indicate, I guess, that they wouldn't let me sleep at all.

Grace whispered to me, "Kim is a VERY good friend as you can see. We tell each other EVERYTHING. I decided that I want to share you -- if you're willing ... and you seem to be. Now fuck her. Bring her some of your wonderful orgasms."

I nodded and turned to Kim, "Come up here. Trade places with me." She took one last long suck and deep throated me then pulled my cock from her throat and knee-walked up the bed until she could recline beside me. I shifted out of the bed and onto the floor. The bed was just the right height so that if I pulled her legs across my shoulders my tongue was buried in her cunt.

As I started my tongue lashing, Kim moaned. "Oh, fuck. David, you come highly recommended. I haven't had an experience like this in a very long time -- in fact never with someone I just met. Oooooooh. And, I just want to go on record I've never had a threesome. And ... Oooooooh fuck. I'm gonna cum!"

Kim's orgasm was delightful and juicy. One second her pussy area was almost dry except for the wetness I was adding as I licked, and the next it was flooded with the delicious pungent nectar from deep within her vagina. I continued to lap the juices and her pussy.

I pulled back slightly and looked at Grace who was gently stroking her slit as she watched us. I said, "Grace, come and try this -- if you haven't already. Kim is delicious." Grace looked a little intimidated by the idea but she scooted down the bed onto the floor and joined me. I moved aside so she could tongue her friend's pussy. She started tentatively then got into it as she decided Kim's fluids tasted good.

I moved up the bed beside Kim, leaving Grace to bring her to another climax. I moved in and took one of her large mammalaries in my mouth, licking and sucking until the breast tightened and the nipple was on high alert. I repeated the process on her other breast. Kim was running her fingers through my hair and talking to the two of us -- dirty talk ... sex talk.

"Oh God. Grace, eat me. Oh that feels so good. Why haven't we been doing this all the time we've known each other? Oh, right there! THERE! Use your fingers too; that's it. THERE! Just to my left. Use your tongue. Oh. Ooooooh. Ooooooooooooh. I'm cuming!"

As Kim came, I bit down on one of her nipples, hard but not to endanger. A shot of adrenalin apparently shot through her body. She screamed, grabbed my head and jerked me into her body as the climax Grace had caused rippled through her body. Grace looked up with a pleased look on her face. Her face was covered in girl juice. I was nearly smothered between Kim's globes.

Kim released her grip on me slowly as her climax passed. I moved up and kissed her, using my tongue a lot around her face, neck and ears. She was like a kitten and leaned into each move I made -- a sex kitten. She was actually purring at one point.

Grace tapped on my hip and I looked down at her. She gestured with one hand that I should put something into Kim's pussy. I was ready. All the beautiful naked bodies around had resulted in no diminishment in my hardness even though I had been putting my focus outside myself. I moved over Kim's legs and rubbed my cock across her slit. We looked at each other as I rubbed the accumulated juices onto my rod.

Kim looked at me; "Please!" she said. I gently pushed into her, trying to maximize my penetration on the first stroke.

She reared back, raising her hips into me; "Oh fuck," she exclaimed as my cock bottomed out in her pussy. "Oh. Oh. Oooooh, you are ... you are very fulfilling." She relaxed a little and I started slow, steady strokes into her body. Often I would reach in and stroke her breasts.

I turned to Grace who has moved to sit beside us on the bed and watch our lovemaking; "Grace, her breasts need your attention. A lot of it." Grace shifted and started to stroke and suck on Kim's breasts. The sight of the female-female action made it that much harder to hold back my own orgasm. Kim was squeaking with delight and talking dirty to both Grace and me too, and 'dirty talk' always turns me on.

"Oh I am never going back to having sex with just one person. Two is MUCH better than one. I LOVE having you suck my tits -- oh, my nipples ... oh, that's right. When you bite my nipples I can feel my pussy muscles contract. Dave, can you feel that? (I could and it was going to make me climax in a minute!). Oh, fuck me David. Drive that cock into me. Rub my clit too -- like that -- oh, just like THAT. Oh, wow! WOW! I'm gonna cum again ... real soon ... just ... about ... NOW!"

Kim climaxed. She wrapped her arms around Grace and pulled her into her chest and used her legs to drive me deep into her cunt and hold me there. The spasms of her pussy muscles had been about all I could take a minute before, now I was over the top. Surges of cum raced through my body, leaving a path of pleasure behind, and then they splashed deep inside Kim's nubile body. I think I stopped breathing for a while as my pleasure wave hit; next I knew I was conscious again and trying to be as deep in her as I could be as my pulses of juice finished. I was panting wildly, gradually getting enough air to sustain life. Kim seemed to be in a similar state.

"THAT was the best fuck of my life," Kim finally said in a loud voice through her panting. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you. Just stay right where you are for another few minutes while I enjoy the feeling of our coupling. Oh, this is really special." I leaned forward and smoothed both Grace and Kim, leaving my still erect rod deep in Kim's vagina. I could still feel little spasms race through her cuntal muscles and I found them exciting to experience.

Grace moved up and kissed Kim. She said, "You know I've never kissed a woman before -- like this, I mean -- with a sense of love, passion, sex, desire. This is nice."

Kim kissed her back and said, "I did in college, but that was a long time ago. I was in my experimental stage. I thought I'd outgrown it, but I'm glad I haven't. They kissed again and I could see their tongues start to move into each other's mouths. As they expressed their caring for each other, I could see their hands start to move and caress various body parts. It was very erotic.

When I was sure the afterglow had fully passed for Kim, I pulled out and snuggled in behind Grace. She waggled her lovely butt into my crotch to show her appreciation but didn't break the lip-lock she had with Kim. She did reach back and take hold of my partially deflated penis and start to stroke and fondle it.